I left no trace of my wings in the air,
But I'm glad I've flown.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
He who wants to be a good person knocks on the door, and his lover sees the door open.
The person who wants to do good is knocking at the door, and the person who loves sees the door open.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart, like the evening arrival in the silent forest.
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart, like the evening arrival in the silent forest.
You can't see yourself, all you see is your own shadow.
You can't see yourself, all you see is your shadow.
I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.
I can't choose the best.
The best choice is me.
I can't tell why this heart is so depressed and silent.
It's for its little needs that it didn't ask for, didn't know or remember.
I don't know why this heart languishes in silence.
It's for small needs that it never asked for, didn't know, and didn't remember.
Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
The heart is sharp, not broad, it sticks to every point, but does not move.
Keen but not broad-minded, clinging to every point without moving.
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Like the meeting of seagulls and waves, we meet and come near. Seagulls fly away and the waves roll.
Yes, we broke up, too
Like the meeting of seagulls and waves, we meet and come near.
The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled away, and we parted.
When we are very humble, we are closest to greatness.
When we are very humble, we are closest to greatness.
Sparrows are worried about peacocks when they see them carrying their feathers and tails.
The sparrow feels sorry for the peacock's burden on its tail.
We read the world wrong and say it deceives us.
We read the world wrong and say it deceives us.
The seal of death gives a living coin value, so that it can buy real treasures with its life.
The imprint of death gives value to the coin of life; Make it possible
Buy what is really precious with your life.
The feeling of nameless days clings to my heart like green moss.
The edge around the old tree.
The touch of nameless days clings to my heart like green moss.
Old tree.
I cast my own shadow on the road, because I have an unlit lamp.
I cast my shadow on my path, because I have a lamp that has not been put out.
It was ignited.
People walk into the noisy crowd to drown out their silent cries.
People walked into the noisy crowd to drown out their silent cries.